New York Times, SUNDAY EDITION

Published on March 9th, 2012

ON a recent weeknight, Flynn Michael walked through his Jedi academy, a dimly lighted room not in some galaxy far, far away, but rather in a rehearsal space overlooking a death star of traffic on Eighth Avenue in Midtown Manhattan.

“What time is it?” Flynn yelled to the paired-off warriors wielding illuminated swords.

“Now!” responded these aspiring Jedi knights with nary a break in their battles.